Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 118 Abortion

When other colleagues heard Lin Zhiyi mention it, they were also very curious about Song Wanqiu's illness.

"Yes, Miss Song, what's wrong with you? Even the recent epidemics haven't healed so quickly."

"You look so bright and cheerful, it's hard to tell that you're uncomfortable at all."

Song Wanqiu's eyes were panicked for a moment, but she soon put on a calm smile.

"It's not a serious illness, just a minor cold. Third Master has mobilized too many people, and he is afraid that something might happen to me, so he has been watching over me."

"Always guarding you?" Lin Zhiyi looked at Song Wanqiu hesitantly.

Song Wanqiu suddenly became interested after hearing this. She quickly walked up to Lin Zhiyi and stroked the necklace on her neck intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, he just dotes on me too much and can't bear to see me feel even a little bit sad. Envious? Then you should find a boyfriend as soon as possible, but the love that the Third Master has for me is unique."

His tone was always gentle, but the look he gave Lin Zhiyi when he turned his back to everyone was full of ridicule.

It seemed to be saying, Lin Zhiyi, you can’t be envious, Gong Chen only loves me.

Upon hearing this, colleagues started to cheer with envy.

Only Lin Zhiyi chuckled.

Song Wanqiu's smile froze, and she frowned and asked, "Lin Zhiyi, what are you laughing at?"

What are you laughing at?

Of course, I laughed at her for lying without blushing.

Gong Chen was still being punished by the family rules yesterday, why is he still guarding her?

But judging from her expression, she had no idea that Gong Chen was injured.

Gong Chen loved her so much, why didn’t he tell her?

Maybe... I was afraid that she would worry.

What an irony.

"Miss Song, I really envy you. Very much."

Lin Zhiyi coughed lightly and pursed her lips. Anyone could tell that she was trying not to laugh.

Song Wanqiu's originally smug expression now only had the corners of her mouth twitching. Her eyes were red with anger and she wished she could slap Lin Zhiyi twice.

But for the sake of her image in front of everyone, she had no choice but to endure it.

Lin Zhiyi felt unsatisfied, and her face wrinkled in the tea: "Miss Song, I've already said I'm envious, why are you still not happy? Then what should I say to satisfy you?"

The colleagues' faces darkened slightly and they all looked at Song Wanqiu sideways.

The colleagues present were all seniors who had been working in society for a long time. Could they not see that Song Wanqiu wore such expensive jewelry to show off?

But Song Wanqiu does have the capital to show off, because her fiancé is Gong Chen.

That's why everyone flatters her. Who knows whether they are envious or jealous of her in their hearts?

But if she acts arrogantly in front of her seniors, some people will take advantage of the situation to have ulterior motives.

Obviously Song Wanqiu also knew this, and she quickly put on an elegant smile.

"Zhiyi, what are you talking about? I'm not unhappy at all. Let me buy you all some coffee."

coffee?

Is Song Wanqiu in good condition to drink?

Lin Zhiyi thought for a few seconds, then immediately held Song Wanqiu's hand intimately, and said gratefully: "Thank you Miss Song for your generosity. I remember there is a new coffee shop across the street. Their American lava ice is their specialty. Why don't we try it together?"

When she heard the word "iced American coffee", Song Wanqiu's hand, which was held by Lin Zhiyi, trembled noticeably.

Before she could speak, other colleagues echoed her.

"Yes, I've heard of that one too. How about that one?"

"Yes, I've wanted to try it for a long time. I've even added the store manager's WeChat. If I want to place an order, I'll contact her right now."

"Then let's all drink American smoothies, Miss Song, what do you think?"

Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, Song Wanqiu had no choice but to nod, "Okay, let's do this."

Half an hour later, the café clerk knocked on the door carrying a bag.

Out of politeness, the colleague handed the first cup of coffee to Song Wanqiu.

"Miss Song, try it first. The coffee beans here are good."

Song Wanqiu looked at the half cup of iced coffee in front of her, her breathing stuttering. In her peripheral vision, Lin Zhiyi had already taken the coffee and took a sip with enjoyment.

"Hmm~ Really good."

Song Wanqiu could only drink a small sip carefully, holding it in her mouth for a while before swallowing it: "It's good."

A colleague who had never been used to her pretentiousness asked sarcastically, "Ms. Song, are you just taking a sip like this? Don't you like the coffee we chose?"

Song Wanqiu's public image is elegant, generous and approachable. Relying on this personality, she has won the love of countless netizens.

In her previous life, she also relied on those netizens who did not know the truth to wage a public opinion war, so that both the Gong family and the public stood on her side.

Now, if she dared to show any dislike, there would be plenty of people in the office who would exaggerate and spread the story without Lin Zhiyi saying anything.

Song Wanqiu was concerned about her status after all. She picked up the coffee and drank it in big gulps as if she was risking her life.

He drank half a cup in one breath and commented seriously: "It is indeed foreign coffee beans, very strong."

Lin Zhiyi used the coffee cup to hide her smile. It was estimated that Song Wanqiu swallowed the coffee without even having the time to taste it.

It depends on whether she can bear it.

Within an hour, Song Wanqiu's complexion was so bad that even foundation and blush could not cover it up. She bit her lips several times to endure it.

It seems that she really had an abortion with medicine, but it didn't seem to go smoothly.

After a while, Song Wanqiu couldn't bear it anymore, and she slipped out while others were working.

Lin Zhiyi followed closely behind.

She must find out why Song Wanqiu doesn't want this child. Perhaps this handle can be used to protect herself in the future.

Song Wanqiu went to the storage room in the corner of the studio.

Piled there are props needed for studio activities, but usually no one goes there.

Lin Zhiyi stopped outside the door and heard a low moan coming from the utility room and the beeping sound of a phone call.

Perhaps it was too quiet, she could even hear voices coming from the other end of the phone.

"Miss Song."

He was the doctor who helped Song Wanqiu have an abortion.

“Why does it hurt so much after taking the medicine?”

"Ms. Song, medical abortion is the most secretive method. If it's a surgical abortion, it will definitely leave a record. But medical abortion does hurt a little, so you should rest well."

"But I'm still bleeding a lot, and it hurts from time to time. I have no strength in my whole body." Song Wanqiu said weakly.

The doctor explained: "Ms. Song, medical abortion usually takes at least three or four days. You can wait a little longer. If it's still the same after four days, then come to the hospital."

"You useless piece of shit. I give you so much money, but you can't even do this. Do you want me to be in pain like this forever?" Song Wanqiu said gritting her teeth.

"Miss Song, there's nothing we can do about it. Hospitals are now connected to the Internet. You can ask your relatives to pick up the medicine on your behalf, but they will confirm that you are the real person when you go to the operating table. If you go to a small clinic, there is no guarantee of safety."

Now is the Internet age, and Song Wanqiu is a celebrity. If she had an abortion, the whole Internet would know about it within a day.

Song Wanqiu was so angry that she almost smashed her phone and could only curl up in the corner in agony.

Lin Zhiyi stood outside the door, thoughtful. Why was Song Wanqiu so afraid that others would know about the existence of this child?

Could she have guessed right?